He gritted his teeth and looked at her.

vicious?

Because of the pain, the sweat beads of beans on the forehead were shaking, and his lips were shaking, and his eyes were red because of anger, "I'm vicious, Lu Qiyuan, I've been waiting for you for seven months. You said you want to come back and marry me, that's how you treat me!"

The sweet words of the past are all fake! This man once planned the future with him, held her hand and promised her that he would give her a grand wedding, but now, he and her good sister have trampled her under his feet!

"Lu Qiyuan, are you worthy of my father's dying instructions?"

When the Zuo family was in decline, they gave the last straw to the Lu family, hoping that she could be treated well by the Lu family, but now the Zuo family is gone, and his fiancé is gone, too...

Lu Qiyuan's face was gloomy, and his clear eyes were covered with a layer of complexity. He quickly caught his eyes and said ruthlessly: "Zuo Qingsheng, marrying the Zuo family means Lu family, and I only have Qiu Ran in my heart..."

An invisible slap caught her off guard. Zuo Qingsheng looked at Junyan in disbelief and laughed at herself, "Hehe... Lu Qiyuan... you are so good..."

No wonder the Zuo family had just had an accident, so the Lu family immediately arranged for the man to "go abroad for further studies". She was looking forward to it for seven months, but she got this result...

"If you love yourself, I can still consider keeping you outside, but now..." Lu Qiyuan frowned impatiently, his eyes set on Zuo Qingsheng's high abdomen, and a disgust passed by, "Zuo Qingsheng, you disappointed me so much."

He was still suspicious, but now the facts were right in front of him, and his final attachment to this woman no longer existed, and only disgust was left.

In an instant, Lu Qiyuan hugged the woman in his arms and left, without even the light of his eyes.

Looking at the backs of Lu Qiyuan and Zuo Qiuran gradually moving away, Zuo Qingsheng couldn't hold on until he finally curled up on the ground, and his consciousness gradually dissipated...

"Qingsheng, you are bleeding!"

Someone seemed to be screaming in his ears, drowsy, and a warmth slowly flowed down her thighs. She realized that she had lost something and wanted to grab it, but she didn't even have the strength to raise her arm, and could only watch him leave...

The child is gone.

Opening her eyes again, Zuo Qingsheng saw that her Gaolong's lower abdomen was gone at a glance. Although there was a vague guess in her heart, she still had hope when she kissed her.

However, reality gave her a painful blow, tears filled her eyes. She felt despair and helplessness she had never felt before. She bent and curled up on the bed. The pain of losing the child was like a huge hole in her heart.

She was in a coma for three days. Luo Luo said she had severe bleeding after childbirth. The doctor issued a notice of critical illness, which scared her so much that she was afraid that she would go accidentally.

In the past three days, the news of Zuo Qiuran and the prince of the Lu family was overwhelmed by the marriage of her eldest daughter of the Zuo family. What followed was the news of her abandoned daughter of the Zuo family.

But all of this has nothing to do with Zuo Qingsheng after she knew that she had no child.

"Qingsheng... don't be sad, you are still young..." Luo Luo carefully helped Su Xingqingsheng sit up just now, wanting to comfort him but couldn't understand the method, and he learned to speak stupidly.

That pair of dogs and women will never have a good end if they make Qingsheng look like this!

But looking at Qingsheng's eyes were dull, his heart couldn't help but feel ache. He was about to speak, but was interrupted slightly, "Luoluo, you go back first, I want to be alone..."

“… well… OK…”

Hearing her say this, Luo Luo opened her mouth and finally could only shake her head and leave. Before leaving, she was worried and said, "If you have anything to do, call me..."

In the whole room, Zuo Qingsheng was the only one left, staring at the empty ceiling with dull eyes. I don’t know how long it has passed…

After a while.

She slowly picked up her phone, her slender fingers trembled on the screen and dialed a number, holding her breath, and after the other end was connected, she spoke slowly and firmly-

"Uncle Yang, book me a flight ticket to Country F."

Five years later—

“welcotomyperfectdesignerqingshen.zu!”

The flashes intertwined and accurately hit the supermodels rehearsed on the runway, and everyone's face was unprecedentedly focused on nervousness.
Chapter completed!